March 22nd, 2007


WARNING: do NOT google that picture title.

I'll be working in Charlotte today and possibly tomorrow. That's always an exercise in frustration.

This weekend, I'm doing yardwork, trying to drop in on the beginning of the ncwccc meeting, then driving to Williamsburg, VA, where my lovely bridezilla will be fitted with the most ornate wedding dress most of us have ever seen.

Seriously, imagine if Marie Antoinette got attacked by a lacy frilled octopus.

Now stop imagining Hokusai's The Dream of the Fisherman's Wife.